Kardomah Restaurant

The original Kardomah Café was on Castle Street, before the war. This was where Dylan Thomas and a group of writers, artists and musicians who called themselves the Kardomah Gang used to gather. It was bombed out during WWII, and the current Kardomah Café is in a different location. It is like going back in time there’s a booth to pay your bill, waitresses in uniform, a dessert trolley, a display of coffee paraphernalia, and you can buy freshly roasted and ground coffee at the front.
I’ve been here twice once for a full English breakfast (which was passable) which came with a vile cup of coffee, and the second time, just for coffee, with the vague hope that the last coffee had been a mistake, or the free coffee with breakfasts is dire by default. After all, with all that coffee at the front of the shop, you’d think they were experts, right?
No. The coffee I had was equally vile. Supposedly an Americano, it tasted of strong instant coffee, or filter coffee that was filtered a long time ago, and has gradually been evapourated over several hours into a concentrated gloop, then served luke warm with a greasy film on top. It was horrible, and I don’t know what on earth possessed me to drink it. Determined to get my £1.80’s worth, I suppose. Never again.